0230 hours(2:30 PM EST)
New York Rooftops
[Skipper's POV]
My men searched the rooftops in order to find Frankie to tell us more about the feather since he's the one who gave it to us since our last Golden Squirrel adventure.
"Skipper, I'm picking up a trace of a pigeon somewhere in these rooftops,over." Kowalski reported over the radio.
"Good, we'll join you once we get the jet packs." I responded.
Not so long after...
"Well Penguins,what do you need me for? " Frankie asked.
"We came to talk to you about the feather you gave us pigeon," I answered,"A friend of ours got captured by fox hunters and they're demanding the feather for her life. Do you know anyway we can rescue her without giving up the feather? And what is its relevance to the hunters' family?"
"Well it will be tricky,but convincing. I have a fake feather in case if something like this happened, it's somewhere here," He searched his wings and pulled out an identical feather." Oh and also you also asked about the real deal's relevance,so this is how it went down... "
Central Park ,116 years ago...
[Golden Squirrel's POV]
I was enjoying my evening walk around the park with the beautiful sunset sky with it's orange colour and clouds. I then noticed the Crystal Falcon and one of the pigeons at a meeting which was about to end.
"Look whatever it's worth, we won't let it fall into the slimy paws of those hunters." The pigeon said.
"Good, I trust that such power won't be used for evil purposes." The Crystal Falcon replied with a sigh.
"What were you talking about? "I asked him.
"I'm entrusting the feather to him, judging that neither the Hunt Family nor Rats will get it. If they did, there would be terrible consequences." He replied.
"What exactly?" I asked.
"Let's just say city threatening situations." He answered.
I decided not to question him as it would lead to another dead end and bid him goodbye.
Back to the present...
[Skipper's POV]
"Wait, so the squirrel guy actually noticed the pigeons were entrusted with the guarding of the feather? "Ring tail asked.
"Yup."Frankie replied.
"The answers must be in the book he wrote... But the old squirrel has it and trying to decipher it in her tree." Kowalski said.
"We don't have time, let's go upstate and rescue Marlene. Who knows what they've done to her!" I ordered.
"If you excuse me, I have a certain cat I'd like to lure to his end with my dark meat." Frankie said as he flew off.